Chapter 107

On the 24th of may in the lunar calendar, it is a little hot.

At the foot of Jianshan, a statue was destroyed. Liu Yibai quickly installed the loose sand in a large vat, and then asked Li Fuyao to cut a sword wood on the mountain. Then, for the first time, he used the sword grass as a tool to cut the sword wood into a spirit niche. After the statue was completed, it was not immediately placed in the original place of the statue, but called for thanks Lu, let the younger martial sister carve characters with the sword.

Among the three people at the foot of Jianshan mountain, Xie Lu always attaches great importance to Kendo and doesn't like to study other things, but it doesn't mean that the descendant of Xie is not good at anything. In fact, he has always been a complicated elder martial brother. Xi Chunan always praises the elegant small characters of his younger martial sister, saying that the characters are full of spirit. Now, Xie Lu is responsible for writing the things on the memorial tablets I would be very happy if I want to wash Chu Nan's spirit in heaven.

Liu Yibai pulled out a jar of wine under his statue and placed a bowl in front of Xi Chunan's throne. After filling it up, Liu Yibai took the wine jar and poured several mouthfuls of wine into his mouth. After that, he said helplessly, "elder martial brother, if you had done this thousands of years ago, you would not have been praised by the swordsmen in the world? They all thumbed up and said that you are really heroic and don't insult the swordsman. It's just that there is no use for people. It's meaningless to say these things. Now it's even more excessive. If you do these things, you can't forget your kindness on this mountain. Other people in the world, especially those monks on the mountain, may hide in some place and laugh at you for being too much and stupid, but there is nothing we can do. In the past, we can still use our sword to reason. Now, it's hard to say, the truth lies in others. "

Standing in the door, Xie Lu looked at Liu Yibai, talking to herself. After a few eyes, she left the ruined temple lightly. She was always cold and could not say much, but in fact, her heart was not so clear.

At the foot of Jianshan, there are three people in the broken temple and a Chen Sheng. All of them are disciples of the old ancestor of Jianshan. However, the way in which they worship their teachers is different. In the words of the old ancestor, the ability of Xichu nan to go up to the mountain is not so far. It is only thanks to his temperament that he can move forward a few more steps, while Xie Lu is Xie The last descendant of the family, Xie Shen, the sword immortal, died in the demon land in that year, and all the descendants of the Xie family stayed in Jianshan. However, there were a lot of people who died in the battle on the day of Jianshan battle. Finally, she was left alone. Xie Lu, who was holding the famous sword Xiaoxue, was worshipped by her ancestors and devoted herself to studying it Kendo, I just want to reappear the glory of our ancestors one day. If I hadn't met Chen Sheng, maybe she would have been much colder now.

Liu Yibai, in fact, was not young when he was on the road of cultivation. In his early years, this swordsman once tumbled in the secular world. Because of his good talent, he soon became a famous swordsman. He even said that he was the best swordsman in the world. After climbing Jianshan, he did not walk slowly in the realm because he was too late to become a swordsman. Instead, he was very quick He caught up with Xi Chunan and Xie Lu, and they almost kept abreast of each other. If it wasn't for the seniority on Jianshan, it wasn't based on whether they went up the mountain first or later, but by their age, Liu Yibai was a proper younger martial brother.

As for Chen Sheng, the most gifted of the four, he went fast in both Kendo and realm when he was young. When he met a bottleneck, he didn't want to stay in Jianshan any more. Instead, he went down the mountain to travel. Over the years, he often wandered around the demon land, looking for high-level demon soil monks to sharpen kendo. However, his realm was not at all declining It is higher than the three on Jianshan mountain, but if it is really a fight between life and death, Chen Sheng won't win too hard.

Out of the broken temple, Xie Lu came to the big blue stone. He jumped up and sat down, holding his sword and looking at the distance.

Although she is cold-blooded, she has been living with Xi Chunan and Liu Yibai day and night in the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan mountain for so many years. If she does not have any feelings, she will be heartless.

But now, in this situation, she can't do anything, even the ancestors on the mountain.

In the open space beyond the ruined temple, the old Confucian scholar and Li Fuyao, who often come down the mountain these days, are playing chess on the open space.

The chessboard is drawn at will on the ground, while the chess pieces are made of crushed stone found on the mountain road, with black and white respectively.

Li Fuyao sticks to the black, while the old Confucian adheres to the white.

The two hands have been more than 50, but the situation on the chessboard is that the sunspot is in full advantage, and the white one is in danger. It seems that they can be defeated at any time.

The old Confucianist had a plain look. He picked up a white boy in his hand. After the fall, he actually revived the whole chess game. At this time, the white boy, who had already looked perilous, looked like a dying old tree. He did not know why the withered tree was thriving.

Li Fuyao bowed his head and thought about where to put it next.

The old Confucian scholar's bookcase is on the side. Before playing chess, he took out a book written by a sage and used it to pad it under his buttocks, which made Li Fu shake his tongue for a while. However, the old Confucian scholar didn't care. According to him, this is the truth of sages in his mind. The contents of the book are useless, whether they can be used to cushion the butt or to ignite the fire Some effects. Li Fuyao has nothing to say about it. Although he does not agree with it, he does not oppose it.The old Confucian scholar had gone through too many roads and seen many landscapes. He just didn't know the truth in the book. It seemed that he didn't know much about it. So he always carried a bookcase, which made up for it?

After falling a black spot, Li Fuyao managed to stabilize the situation. Li Fuyao took the initiative to ask, "martial uncle Xi, although I don't know why, but these two days, uncle Liu and uncle Xie are somewhat strange. It should be something happened to Uncle Xi. Do you know what it is?"

The old Confucian frowned, "your two martial uncles are not willing to tell you. Do you think you can get an answer by asking me?"

Li Fuyao said with a smile: "some people, as insiders, don't think it's good to talk, but the old man is not a member of the Bureau. What's more, I and Mr. old can't see it. It's just a little fragrant."

The old Confucian scholar shook his head. For the first time, he felt that the young man in front of him didn't want to be shameless. At last, he just sighed and didn't speak directly. Instead, he asked, "Li Fuyao, you've been practicing sword for a long time. Tell me, who is the most powerful among the mountains and rivers except those immortal sages?"

Li Fuyao was surprised and said, "is the old gentleman a hermit and a master of nature?"

The old Confucianist was confused and asked, "how do you say that?"

Li Fu shook his head with a smile. He would not tell the old man in front of him that what he had said before was that he had read those vernacular novels when he was busy making a living.

The old Confucian scholar didn't go into the matter. He was silent for a moment and said with a smile, "if the saints don't come out, there can be some monks from the mountains and rivers. They are just the three masters of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. There was a list of mountains and rivers, and ten people on the list were regarded as the most powerful under the saints. Now, the mountains and rivers seem to care less about this list. After all, the monks in the mountains and rivers are very frequent It's hundreds of years and thousands of years to live. If you don't change a list, you will feel bored. But you have to know that the head teacher of the Yanling academy, the master of chenxieshan, and the master Huiguo of the Far Western Buddhist land are the top five monks. They are only the first, but also the main beam of the chenxieyuan temple. The temple master, who is said to be only half a step away from the last threshold, can enter the sea and become a saint Today, I'm afraid that no one can make a spanner with him. Even if he was the leader of the Yanling Academy in those days, after Liang Yilin came to the door, he still avoided seeing him. Such a person is indeed the first person in the mountains and rivers. "

Li Fuyao frowned and said, "when it comes to this temple master, it means that uncle Xi's going down the mountain has something to do with him?"

The old Confucian scholar had a look of approval in his eyes, but he didn't make it clear. "It was a stupid thing for a swordsman in the twilight to attack a temple master who ascended the top of the tower. However, if someone is willing to do it, no one can stop it. No matter whether you or Xu Ji on the mountain, or your two martial uncles or four brothers in a school, according to my opinion, Chen Sheng is a Acute son, like to show everything. In fact, Xi Chu Nan Xing Zi is similar to Chen Sheng, but he knows how to suppress. Now he doesn't want to suppress him. What should I do? I'll give him a sword according to his temperament. It's a good death. Do you think it's appropriate to use it here? "

Li Fuyao pondered for a long time and asked, "martial uncle Xi doesn't make swords for no reason. The temple master is far away in the mountain of shenxie. If Uncle Xi says that he wants to take a sword for any reason, it doesn't make sense at all. That is to say, the temple master ascends the Jianshan mountain?"

The old Confucian scholar looked at him with approval, and said with a smile, "Li Fuyao, it's a waste of your brain to practice sword. It's better to read with me. Maybe you will become a scholar who can open peace for the world like the Confucian predecessors. This is more valuable than becoming a sword immortal."

Li Fuyao tugged at the corners of his mouth, but did not respond. He just watched Xie Lu come from afar with his sword in his arms. The old Confucian scholar was silent. For the three people at the foot of the mountain, he was most reluctant to provoke this cold woman swordsman. He was afraid that if she did not agree, he would give a sword. He was an old bone, but it seemed that he could not help her to stab several swords.

Li Fuyao put down his pieces and threw them in to admit defeat. He didn't really know how to master chess. When he wanted to learn weiqi, he just wanted to eat more. Later, he didn't pay much attention to study it after it was stable. Now it's normal that his chess ability is not high. When he played chess with Wang Yanqing, he was actually despised very miserably, and the old Confucian scholar probably knew that In the beginning of the game, he deliberately gave in.

After Xie Lu came, he looked at Li Fuyao and asked, "compare sword?"

Li Fuyao stood up, pressed the green silk on his waist and nodded. He had suffered a lot in these days, but it was good for kendo. Compared with last year, he crossed the second level. Now he has almost reached the threshold of Jianqi realm. However, it is still not superior to Shangxie Lu. Li Fuyao used a good sword move to break a hole in Xie Lu's clothing corner. Although Xie Lu praised Xie Lu a few words at that time, the next day, he was not superior to Xie Lu He found that his uncle Xie was obviously much more powerful than before. This time, he did not even support ten moves, not to mention dozens of moves.

When Li Fuyao thought of it, he could do nothing but smile bitterly.

Before the sword competition, Li Fuyao secretly looked at his uncle Xie's expression. He thought that there would be no good end to the sword competition, but he didn't think of anything else. After the green silk was pulled out of the sheath, he started with the sword moves of Xie Lu's sect, and then started with the sword Qi Liu Yibai said. After a sword was handed out, he was hit by Xie Lu and Xiao Xue on his wrist He almost got rid of it. Although he still held it, with the next sword, Xiaoxue would have wiped his neck.Li Fuyao was suddenly surprised, and quickly avoided the sharp sword. Then he stopped the sword with the green silk. He was shocked by the cold sweat.

The old Confucian scholar watched with great interest, but he did not notice that Xu Ji, the ancestor of the mountain, did not know when he would come to him.

The old ancestor stood with his hands on his back, and his long white hair moved with the wind. Looking at the two swordsmen, he hardly nodded and praised: "Xie Lu's swordsmanship is not much better than that of climbing the stairs. If not, he would have surpassed a lot. Although Fuyao's environment is low, he has been fed with swords so many times. His experience is enough, and there is often life and death If you go down the mountain now, it's not bad. "

"You are afraid of Liang Yi, the old man who wants to tear down your whole Jianshan together. According to the rules of Jianshan, you don't have a sword spirit. You can go down any mountain."

Xu Ji said calmly, "I said that Fuyao was not a disciple of Jianshan mountain. Now it's not on the mountain. It's at the foot of the mountain. I can't talk about going up and down the mountain."

For a moment, the old Confucian scholar stopped talking, but did not speak.

Xu Ji suddenly asked, "do you think I can't do well?"

"Are you sure?" the old Confucian asked

Xu Ji nodded. "Liang yiben, who was out of his scabbard, was just a monk who went up to Yuwu mountain and got hurt. Although he didn't know the effect, he was not so good. Now it's almost the same as that of the spring and autumn tripod. I was also climbing the tower at that time. Later, I fell down and wandered in the spring and Autumn period. I still have a hidden disease. It's just that it's OK to have more than ten swords. Liang can really take over more than ten swords? "

The old Confucian frowned and said, "it would be nice if you could treat Liang Yi as a common monk."

Xu Ji asked, "I am a mediocre person."

The old Confucian scholar smacked his lips and sneered, "when you and Bai Zhihan are on the same level, how many swords will he take to kill you?"

Xu Ji frowned and didn't speak. The talented swordsman of the highest rank in the history of Jianshan was indeed very powerful. Few people could dare to say that they could compete with him in the same situation.

Finally, the old Confucian scholar patted his ancestor Xu Ji on the shoulder. "If possible, I would like to see how the fight is fought, but it is very likely that the fight will not start. Chao Qingqiu has not heard from the demon land for many days. If he is killed by two giants, it will be fine. If he is killed, then there will be news coming out That may be that chaoqingqiu is not dead, chaoqingqiu is not dead. No one dares to turn your barren mountain into a barren mountain. "

Xu Ji is silent, just watching Xie Lu and Li Fuyao's sword come to an end.

Xie Lu left with his sword in his arms as before, leaving Li Fuyao alone panting for breath.

Xu Ji walks over and looks at one of the two teenagers on the mountain.

Li Fuyao bowed his hands in a hurry, but did not speak.

Xu Ji calmly opened his mouth and said, "you wash martial uncle, go to find the Lord and take out the sword. Now you are dead. But before you leave, there is a message left. Do you want to hear it?"

Li Fuyao nodded.

Xu Ji nodded his head and said, "Xi Chunan's last wish is to hide fish with his sword. One day, if you are lucky enough to meet, you can take this sword back to the sword washing pool in Jianshan."

Li Fuyao said in a soft voice: "surely we will live up to our trust."

Xu Ji patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction and said with a soft smile: "I wanted to send you down the mountain, but then I thought that maybe you would miss a good fight. Even if you want to come to the temple, you will not be in trouble. Moreover, if you really send you down the mountain, maybe it will hinder your heart of the sword, but if you really step into the sword spirit state, you must go down It's a mountain. My Jianshan used to stress avoiding the world, but now I have to be born. "

Li Fuyao pressed the green silk on his waist and nodded.

The old ancestor stopped talking and turned to go up the mountain. He wanted to bring his accomplishments back to the peak before he came. Although there were many sequelae left, he had to go through the present situation.

After his ancestor went up the mountain, Li Fuyao suddenly remembered that uncle Xi had laughed at him before he went down the mountain. Li Fuyao felt a little uncomfortable.

Uncle Xi is such a person who likes to keep everything in his heart. Sometimes he reveals things that are not so thorough, but according to Li Fuyao's opinion, it is also very good.

As for why.

It was.

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there is nothing wrong with the mountains and rivers. But in the northern part of the demon soil and a vast ocean, the sword spirit is soaring. A man in white robe can be seen standing with a sword in front of him. Facing the two huge monsters with towering Dharma in front of him, he opened his mouth indifferently and said with a smile: "how can I still be trapped now?"

The two huge monsters sounded like roaring, "Chao Qing Qiu, do you really think you can leave?"

"White robe man's expression does not change," I toward the green autumn to go, no one can stop. "

The voice did not fall.

Once again, a fierce sword spirit suddenly came into being.When the sea water poured back, a huge water sword was gradually formed, and the tip of the water sword pointed to two big demons.

The sword spirit is endless.

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